I wake up to a tang's humid breath on my face, and warm saliva covering my face. I count the licks; 4, signalling a rare event; an attack. I get up quickly, wiping Tang spit from my face, and look out my peep hole in my wall, and see Tangs dead, and three kids running around killing them, all advancing up the trees that supported my fort, and knew that soon, they'd actually beat my Tangtress (OOC: Fortress+Tang). I quickly grab my staff, and start chanting an ancient curse in the language of the Tangs, one for a peaceful death.

"He can't look familiar, he's lived here all his life, no visitors, and i know that is a chant for peaceful death. He doesn't care about his tangs, so it has to be for him. " I say, walking up to the door, trident in hand.

I see the door fly open, and my gaurd tang stands up and lumbers into their way, but a black hand reaches out and throws it through the wall. "W-w-w-was that r-r-r-really necessary?" I stumble out, holding my staff up to protect me, whimpering like a little baby.

He's Hermie, the Hermit. That's as much as i know."I stare at all of the weapons, and feel just like what i am; an animal. But an animal trapped inside a cage, about ready to be slaughtered. I whistle silently, at a pitch only Tangs can hear, signaling them to come to my aid, but don't pick up any response, and realize my quards are all dead. "I do not know my name. I do not know where this is. I rarely travel far from the fort, and have never left the forest. My parents are gone. I'm alone. End of story"

"He is lying." I said, sure of it. "He knows more than he tells," I sighed. I hand out my palm, and an energy ball glowed in it. "I have more power than you can imagine, if you don't tell us the truth, you might get a taste of it. Literally." I said, and flung the ball into the sky. It exploded into a mass of energy.

I sit down, and start reading. I read all of it, slowly, carefully. My father had built a fort for an army, on military buisiness; an amry that had never shown up. The enemy force arrived, and he, my mother, and i were alone in a massive fort. Their death wish was that they left me alive. Wow. I stood up, and said "Thank you"I snort in disgust "How about you just give us the fort for free, become our slave for ever, and not be killed right here, right now."

"Well, no, that-" I stopped shortI held my trident up to his neck a little closer. "What did you say?""o-o-o-o-okay. You can have my fort. I'll work for you. Please, let me keep my father's journal.

"We'll let him keep his stupid journal. Now come on, let's go back to camp for now. Bring the slave with us, and let him carry what ever he can carry."